Worst Day

After yesterday’s events, I could be starting this post with some very bad news…..We almost lost my granddad yesterday. He’d had, what the doctors initially diagnosed as Gasteristis when they came to see him on Sunday evening. He’d been vomiting since Saturday morning….and was in bed all weekend. When I went to see him on Sunday he was in bed. I’ve never ever seen my Grandad ill other than the common cold…but when I spoke to my Granny on Monday, she said that the doctor had come, and said that he should continue to take painkillers. So you can imagine how I scared I was when my aunty called me at work to tell me that they had taken my Grandad into hospital cos he was deteriorating…..I asked my manager if I could go to the hospital, and the way she reacted shocked me to the ground…and then Miss Stubborn kicked in, and I was like you know what-it’s ok forget it! I called my aunty and told her to call me when she got to the hospital.

Lemme take you back real quick-so I went home early on Monday cos I had a a migraine, and I said that I would make up my hours during the week. My manager skinned up her face at that, but I knew I could do it. Yesterday she was going to one of our offices in London…it was convenient for her also as she was going out on the town in London that evening too……so anyways, when I say can I go home, her face and attitude is fierce, so I’m well annoyed. In my bid of making up my hours, I was to stay at work until 5.30-instead of my normal 5 o’clock. So considering what’s happening, I say to her that I’ll leave work at 5, and then make it up later….again the face is push up…I’m so pissed by this point, cos she’s acting like I’m just trying to leave work for the hell of it….if you missed it MY GRANDAD’S FRIGGIN SICK IN HOSPITAL!! I’m so annoyed now so I say ‘you know what just change Monday to sick, and I won’t make up the hours’ She huffs and puffs and then she’s like ‘can I speak to you outside?’ I’m like cool. We go outside and she goes says that she’s noticed that last week and this week I’ve acted like I didn’t wanna be here (work) I was like how have you figured that? She says that it’s cos I keep saying I wanna go home-I’m like what? So do you!!!! I mean really-who WANTS to be at work? Not very many people, but it’s something you have to do right? So I say to her ‘well not sure where you’ve gotten that from, but on Monday I had a migraine! I’m not gonna sit in front of a PC for hours in pain just for the hell of it, and today my granddad’s been taken into hospital-that’s not my fault, and that’s something I can’t control!’ By this point I’m close to tears….she’s like ‘I didn’t hear you say that!’ I’m like, but surely you would know there’s a reason why I wanna leave early-and even L (my friend) asked what hospital he’s in….if you didn’t know surely you would have asked WHY I wanted to leave! She’s still maintaining that she didn’t hear me say my gramps was in hospital…then she started going about how she’s doing my work….(her choice mind you) and all this other stuff…I stopped listening and responding by this point. Then she’s like, if you wanna go then go…I was like it’s whatever innit….and then I head back to my desk.

A little while later, I call my aunty, who’s at the hospital by this point. She’s in tears telling me it doesn’t look good. He’s in the hospital bed dazed and confused, not talking, and just shivering. She says the doctors have no idea what’s wrong with him……Fast forward a few hours, I leave work…my aunty calls me-my heart’s in my mouth, I’m anticipating bad news-thankfully she was just asking where I was. She’s no longer crying, which is a good sign. She says that he’s been taken for a brain scan. When I get to the hospital, and I see my granddad, my eyes instantly fill up. He looked so helpless…..I’ve never seen him like this. He had no colour in his face…I didn’t know what to do or say…I ask him how he was…he said he wasn’t too bad. My granny tells me that he’s much better…earlier he couldn’t even talk! I was only at his bed for a few minutes, me and my uncle go for a walk, and we talk. …neither of us could handle being there….We talk, and he tells me that my Grandad’s organs were on the verge of shutting down, when the doctor came by…and had he have been kept at home any longer he would have died. He then goes on to tell me the contents of my grandparents will….erm.,…didn’t wanna know ANY of that….don’t ever wanna think about losing either of them…..after a while of chatting and things we go back to the hospital ward….My gramps is tired, so we leave him to sleep. I kiss his forehead and tell him I’d see him tomorrow. I’m so glad that he’s doing better. Today he’s got loads of tests happening. He hasn’t been pee since Saturday morning, so they’re testing his kidneys and stuff.

I leave the hospital, go home, pack some clothes and then head back to my Granny’s. Can’t have her in the big ole house by herself! We change the bed covers on my Grandad’s bed (as he was ill, he was in the main room, and my granny was in one of the spare rooms),. After we remake the bed, she tells me of what happened today. Had he not of gone into hospital today, he would most definitely not be with us today.

This morning I’m absolutely knackered-I barely slept last night….but it’s the start of a new day. I’m just hoping things only get better from here.

Soldier called me on yesterday morning at like 3.15…wasn’t impressed, but it’s whatever! He’s arrived safe and all that….so that’s a good thing…..we had general chit chat, and I said I’d call him back yesterday evening, but with everything that happened I didn’t. I might call him later-depends on what happens.

To conclude this post, I’mma do it on a good note! I won tickets to see Chris Breezy in concert next Tuesday at the new O2 arena. On my way to work this morning, I was listening to Choice FM, and they’ve got this ‘Text Olympics’ thing going on each morning….where basically they give you a sentence, and you have to text it to them, and the fastest texter wins….so this morning the sentence was ‘I missed out on yesterday’s ticket so gimme that’…so I sent in the sentence…got a call back-I actually missed the call, but I called straight back and it was the radio station. The DJ asked my name and stuff, and said to turn down my radio, and they would check to see if I won. They were playing that new tune ‘watch my feet’ so when the song ended and I was on air, she asks me the name of the song I say ‘Watch My Feet’ and the other DJ tells to me to sing it….so yep I did…that’s right…I sang ‘Watch my Feet’ shoot-tickets are at stake here! They tell me I’m a winner, I scream down the phone! I won the tickets man!! I’m so gangsta at texting….I can do that ish doing anything-including driving…without looking at the screen!! Yep-Gangsta!! So I have to go down to the studio between today and Tuesday and pick them up. I’m gonna take my sister with me…cos she over loved Chris…I called her to tell her that I won…she’s like ‘Who you taking?’ I say I’m not sure just yet…but I’ll take her!…..That put me in a great mood this morning I must say! J I just hope from here today only gets better…though my friend L went home ill…dunno why she came in to be honest, cos she’s been sick before she left the house….but she’s home resting now.

Please keep my Gramps in your prayers, and have a blessed day!